So a lot has been happening lately, first, and most importantly. I can not express in words the amoutn of pride I feel having directed/built puppets for/acted in this production of Midsummer. I find myself not wanting to admit it, but lately I've also been feeling very depressed, and have not wanted to admit it. It has nothing to do with the production, in fact the moments I am the happiest are at rehearsal working with others. I've been reluctant to write how I truly feel, because again, I don't know who is reading this, so I have not wanted to cause any upset. However, I think my year of grad school was both great and terrible. I have learned a lot, made a lot of amazing friends, but I have no desire to do theatre at the moment, no drive. I never want to write another confusing paper again. I'm very bitter towards the experience, and I am not sure why it is exerting itself now. I was forced to learn a lot and tried to take wevery opporutnity to do so, but right now I feel lost. I hope that this will pass, and maybe once my final essay is done and over with, I can start over again. After Midsummer, I'll be directing a staged reading of Dog Sees God for a theatre company in Millbrook, New York.
I want to be happy again.
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